A plump man runs through the door. He looks about 30, with short black hair and a worried look on his pale face. His clothes are a dusty yellow leather jacket with buttons that are on the verge of breaking around his stomach, and baggy, middle eastern trousers. On his feet are flats, and he has many glass objects on his person. In his hands are two torches, which he shines back through the door he came in from. There seems to be a dark, looming shadow creature following him.
The shadow *Yes, it's the one following my previous character* Slinks through the door. The space around it seems to slant, like a sinister camera angle. Like your normal shadow, it hugs to the wall and floor, and is semi-transparent. It takes the shape of a sleek, slender human, but has elf ears. The only thing that makes it look vaguely humane is its smoaky blue eyes.
Behind all this, an elf is following. She has dark hair that goes down to her shoulders, and glossy amber eyes. She's wearing gentle green and white robes, and has holly leaves in her hair. Tiny, barely visible spirits flow around her, and she's whispering, "Go away evil spirit. Don't plague this time of merry."
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Rise and spime*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Adder grumbles "stop that"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*A good morrow to ye both*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Fine" galax reluctantly let's adder up, as he climbs back onto their shoulders
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*anyone on?*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*No*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*bored*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*One day I'll actually make a character for the lords rest*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*If I make a character, is there even anyone here to rp with me?*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Making one(s) anyway*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Hello, good morning :D*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*finally, someone on!!!!! Also it's the afternoon*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
A plump man runs through the door. He looks about 30, with short black hair and a worried look on his pale face. His clothes are a dusty yellow leather jacket with buttons that are on the verge of breaking around his stomach, and baggy, middle eastern trousers. On his feet are flats, and he has many glass objects on his person. In his hands are two torches, which he shines back through the door he came in from. There seems to be a dark, looming shadow creature following him.
The shadow *Yes, it's the one following my previous character* Slinks through the door. The space around it seems to slant, like a sinister camera angle. Like your normal shadow, it hugs to the wall and floor, and is semi-transparent. It takes the shape of a sleek, slender human, but has elf ears. The only thing that makes it look vaguely humane is its smoaky blue eyes.
Behind all this, an elf is following. She has dark hair that goes down to her shoulders, and glossy amber eyes. She's wearing gentle green and white robes, and has holly leaves in her hair. Tiny, barely visible spirits flow around her, and she's whispering, "Go away evil spirit. Don't plague this time of merry."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Nope, its late evening*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Galax was sitting on top of adder, but since Lawrence is offline, he is walking around
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*2:48*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*9:48*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*British man detected*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
The elf finishes her chant, and the shadow creature disappears, for now. "Few, that was close. Was anyone hurt?" She looks around the room.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"No one can be"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented